I have for many years wanted to visit a nudist resort, today I did.
A perfect day, high of 78, low humidity, mostly sunning skies, some breezes, a 400 acre estate. I had wondered if lockers would be provided to stash your clothes. They have a simpler solution, you park, get out of the car, undress, toss your clothes into the car and amble down to the club house. I put on sandals, sunblock and broad brimmed hat, put my wallet and keys in my backpack and ambled. (I soon decided that I didn't have to worry about wallet and keys and left my backpack poolside when I went hiking.)
I walked into the clubhouse and there stood talking and laughing three nude females, two voluptuous. They welcomed me in a friendly manner and could not have cared less that I was naked. I was relaxed, no problem, a piece of cake and I went out to the nude pool.
The club house was surrounded by a large grassed area as was much of the lake, the lake about 200 yards wide and 500 yards long. So I could go barefoot there. They have many hiking trails and there I only needed sandals. Most of the trails were well shaded. I went on a hike and returned to the clubhouse to eat and rest. Went hiking again, rested, and then hiked again. The breeze felt so good against my body. As I hiked some other nudist would wave and welcome me.
As the sun got lower in the sky and the breeze freshened the pleasure of being nude increased. Sat on a raft in the lake very near the shore with a pleasant breeze, a grove of bamboo nearby and zillions of trees, serene and beautiful. My peace of mind was as great as I've ever experienced. My biggest surprises: undressing in a grassed parking lot, some couples much older than I, nobody gave a rat's fanny about the nudity, and there were many very husky men. We are not talking wimps.
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